This DOES feel a little tiny bit like begging, and I'm not entirely comfortable with that. But you know what? If it gets me another step closer to writing as a job, I'm kinda okay feeling a little bit uncomfortable, know what I mean?
For years, I waited for life to take care of me. Whether it was some idea I had that God would reward or take care of me (He does, but maybe not the way I thought) or some notion of fairness in the world, I sat around for too long and waited. So I'm going to ask for what I want. Right?
Still, if this offends, my apologies. Now go drive some more people to this site! Remember the old commercial: You tell two people, and they tell two people, and....
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